At first we would disguise indigo veins, matching the bras
to our skin color like Band-Aids
then a flaunt of brights, fluorescents, two-tone, and even glow-in-the-dark
no one ever looked tired, even if they were feeling tired.
Digital arteries with skin-matching blood and voxels
replaced the bras so we could document every living moment.
I stayed awake for days and days until I saw sparkles of light dancing in space.
Some people didn’t sleep for months and turned into spongecake.
Later that year those of us who gave in
took a long nap and discovered our dream-cams
recorded the future.
Boni Joi was born in North Miami Beach, Florida, raised in New Jersey and discovered her lost lineage in Salem, Massachusetts. She has read and performed her poems at numerous venues in New Jersey, New York and elsewhere including Switzerland, Canada, and England. Boni works an archivist and lives with her husband musical chef Tobi Joi in Brooklyn. http://www.spdbooks.org/producte/9780979149535/before-during-or-after-rainstorms.aspx